The Fat Man (Remastered)

[Verse 1] Through frozen winds and starlit haze, The Fatman rides where shadows blaze. His sleigh cuts deep through endless night, A reckoner cloaked in frost and might. The North winds howl, the snowdrifts rise, But justice burns behind his eyes. No bells or cheer, no carols play— The Fatman comes to make them pay. [Chorus] Here rides the Fatman, cold and stern, A bitter lesson the wicked earn. Gifts for the worthy, coal for deceit, The night is his, and none compete. Here rides the Fatman, fierce and true, A storm of reckoning long overdue. [trumpet instrumental] [Verse 2] They called him myth, a jolly tale, But steel and fire mark his trail. The rules are simple, clear as day, Break the code and debts are paid. A gunman sent, his aim prepared, But no man hunts what’s never scared. For Santa’s wrath, both old and deep, Will haunt the vile, awake or asleep. [Chorus] Here rides the Fatman, cold and stern, A bitter lesson the wicked earn. Gifts for the worthy, coal for deceit, The night is his, and none compete. Here rides the Fatman, fierce and true, A storm of reckoning long overdue. [Bridge] Beneath the ice, where legends keep, The Fatman’s oath runs dark and deep. A second chance, for hearts to mend, A warning sent that all must end. [instrumental solo] [Verse 3] So lock your doors and light your trees, For Christmas justice rides unseen. If kindness guards your hearth tonight, The Fatman grins in mercy’s light. But greed and spite leave marks of red, And silent snow may mask the dead. The legend spreads, an icy hymn— The Fatman rides, defiant and grim. [Chorus] Here rides the Fatman, cold and stern, A bitter lesson the wicked earn. Gifts for the worthy, coal for deceit, The night is his, and none compete. Here rides the Fatman, fierce and true, A storm of reckoning long overdue. [solo] [Outro] When frost descends and fires glow, He rides the storm, unseen below. For those who stray, no peace, no light— The Fatman’s coming this silent night.